2.24.2014

The sleeping imprint that I will make is a girl climbing out

Running in the sun
hoping it will grant me more strength than the warmth on Grant St.
Some sleep like a warm mantle brick, some on the broken bricks. Downtown. I wouldn't dare sit.
 It's frozen us all into our thinnest skin.


the music of today.
Redorangegreenyellowpurpleblue.  play to the way your vision sways. the beat ill make in summer heels walking down memory stairs, trying to get out his stains.
the band. dying to live in change.
the 
   burdens of
                  belligerents..
Libra is the one inanimate object used in astrological symbols, bringing an unreal or metaphysical stance to experience and mind quieting perspective.
The universe doesn't have to use catastrophe to wake you up.
Time flies above me, I see her wings slowing, a developing intricacy.
Stay oh so strong, You are sturdy. A house, girl.I know I want to be young for longer than even tonight will allow, running through backyards to get to yours. Hopping fences and breaking them with innocence, light enough to hang from twigs of dead trees.
I saw your essence in a place I hope I'm blessed to be. A standing still I'm only patient when I feel passion.Serving others is something I have to balance more than a relationship. I will practice intention and carrying three plates.
The aches of a slow motion stomach. A stare, bus window glare. She paints her eyes on under pressure like they were made to tear boys apart. Mechanics of attraction.
 Take your little sisters advice,tattooed ankles, a shaved head doesn't always mean head lice.
Stress prone and so weak in the bones these days. I seem to be healthier when I can feel the love I'm giving. Usually in the summer; less deficient, more interested in, proud to bang my shins.

Make sure in the morning your mouth is the last to stretch.

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